14-05-2022, 01:33 PM
On The Road 1
We had planned to leave Saturday and visit Ali in his hometown.
Meena called Saleh previously and told him he can stay at our house for the next time. He was really glad to hear that. On Friday he came with his Friends, Major and Rashid, and brought all his daily life stuff with him.
Afternoon as they were finished with his resettlement, Meena invited all three of them for a coffee.
We spoke about this and that. We were informed that both of them were collegemates of Saleh and Mansour. It meant they both were about the same age and should be in the early sixties. But Major, who we had seen him recently, looked some years younger and you could notice, he is a very cultivated and intelligent person. He was quite tall, about 185 cm, with grayish hair. In general, he was fitted with a sporty body for his age. Rashid, the other one was a Long-distance driver, as he informed us, he was all time on the road and sometimes in the city and visited his friends. He was big and muscular and had a little darker skin than usual in our area. Rashid looked kind and cheerful. He was bald and had a fat belly. He was tall, about 180 cm, I estimated that he must weigh at least 100 kg. He was married since twenty five years, and his Family, his wife and two sons lived in the city where the all four frineds came from. Major told us that he was married for nearly thirty years. His wife was a well-known painter in the country. Meena knew her name and her works, but she was for some years very ill and in the last months the symptoms of her illness were more serious. She currently sits in a raw chair, Major claimed sadly.
I wanted to change the subject and asked him if he is an army officer.
Major laughed and replied: “I was never an army officer, in the 1970s, I was a wild young man, plus follower of hippies. My clothes were almost always the old military dresses of my uncle which I liked simply because they were easy to clean or not! That's how I got the name Major."
Meena curiously asked, "And what is your real name?" “. “ I do not remember anymore,“: He laughed and winked "Just kidding, but only the persons who are very close to me know my real name and I want it to stay that way. I prefer to stay Major for all others.“
“aye, aye, sir!“. Meena laughed and made a military salute.
“You are going to be informed soon if you behave, soldier,” He laughed.
Meena giggled and replied, "Thank you, sir.” My wife was clearly attracted to Saleh's best Friend.
After a few minutes, Major took off, he had to go home and prepare dinner for his wife.
Their only daughter was married and, in another country, as Saleh told us later. Rashid was in some minutes leaving too and they both parted to Saleh’s room.
At dinner, Meena and I discussed life's challenges when you have such a severely ill person as your spouse or partner. She was as usual involved and sorry about the family. About Rashid we talked not much. He is a simple man and has a normal life, we thought and didn’t attract me or Menna especially.
***
The next day after breakfast we prepared for the trip.
While driving we chatted as usual about current themes from families, friends, and job. After about half an hour and some minute break, she referred to Major and his wife and said: “Last night before I slept, I had thought about their life and difficulties which they have,” and asked: “Do you like to visit them when we are back? I like to know his wife better; she is a good known and well-talented painter”.
I giggled and said: “You can go ahead and admit that you like to know both of them better.”
Meena slapped with the back of her hand on my thigh and gnashing the teeth, said: “You are so bad, Nadir.”.
I looked at her briefly and spoke: “You find him nice, don’t you?”
Meena was looking straight ahead for a short moment, then turned her face to me and said: “Yes, he is an interesting person,”
“You mean just as a person or as a male too?” I tried to get her to talk in my favourite direction.
“What do you like to hear, Nadir?” She insisted, and if she is irritated from my question added: “You want me to be bad, Nadir! And the worse, the better! You love to see me as a hot slut! Am I wrong?”
“No, no, wait a little,“ Then I went on, “I want you to be yourself! You are not a slut, but you are hot! And you are a normal female with normal feelings, then you love sex! Sex is a normal physical act of life and the human being owes his continued existence to sex! Everbody who knows you, loves you Meena, and everybody has right to do love you, we have all our rights and needs and that makes you responsible! I need your love and your body and not just in my fantasy, mostly others love and need your body too,“
I continued to philosophize “Now about my fantasy, I clain correctly that there are no limits for fantasy. There are no prohibitions to consider and no bans to take into account. ”
„This’s the best part on it, especially when it turns you on, is that right?” Meena giggled and squeezed my shoulder.
I went on “I trust you hundred percent, I know you love me and you love the sex with me, but it doesn’t mean necessarily that when you are turend on by somebody else or even have sex whith him, you love him too…“ I made a short pause. She was quiet and thinking, I guessed.
“I go back to your first question: I like to know if you find Major attractive and appealing as a Man ” I stated and added: “Not just how he looks, but generally,”. No, I have to clarify more, I thought: “I like simply know if you like him”.
Meena smiled, and said softly: “Yes, I do, is this the answer you hoped and waited for?”.
“You mean he can embody the male person in our or my fantasy?”. I asked carefully.
“Nadir, Nadir… I have foreseen where we are going!” She laughed loudly.
“And...?” I insisted.
“Why not…” Meena said, and looked at me.
"But we spoke previously about someone, whom you don’t like at all…” I said.
“Okay, okay, I remember this, but this was not an absolute precondition… I should be able to choose…”
I knew that essentially Meena much preferred warm, tender romantic loving. Kissing, caressing and cuddling were a turn-on for her, and among those three men, Major was the one who could be such a lover for her.
“Okay. You mean you choose the Major as your male partner with pleasure” I said.
“Just in the fantasy and if you like me to…” Meena emphasized. She claimed to have no fantasies of her own about them, therefore she prefers to act out mine. She was yet reluctant to actively to play and tell about her wishes. While admitting that she could probably turn on if I continue to fantasize and tell about her involving in some intimate acts with someone else. I thought she is perhaps afraid that playing games with me in the submissive role would turn me into a wimp. Yet, she loved me and wanted to please me.
“Okay, we imagine Major tries to pull you toward himself by your waist and you lean back against him behind you,” At this moment Meena’s breathing became heavier. She asked: “And you, where are you, what are you doing?”
I answered: “I am there in two-meter distance from you both. While he is trying to kiss your neck sideways, I'd be stroking myself, watching you."
Meena said quietly while looking at me. "Jesus, Nadir."
"The horny Major is pressing his dick into the cleft of your buttocks and as your head turns from side to side, you shout during your first upcoming orgasmic wave”. Meena breathed heavily and I continued: “I stroke myself and watch you how Major without shame is giving you pleasure with his big hard cock, and at the same time satisfies his needs.”
"God," Meena breathed with trembling voice. "God, Nadir." She was really getting excited, I moved my hand and took her near hand and replaced it on my already stiff dick. I looked over at the flushed face of my wife.
Meena let her hand lie down on my erection while looking just at the street. I reached over with my free hand and brushed away the hair blocking her chest. I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was. Her beautiful, firm and proud breasts practically straining to escape from her tight and light blue top. I savoured the memory of first seeing them and feeling their warmth and firmness. Her breasts alone made men and women alike turn their heads when she walked past. Her beautiful brown eyes fluttered opened noticing me alternatively watching her. "What are you looking at young man?" She said, straightening up.
"My gorgeous wife" I replied grinning.
"Well make sure you take a look at the road once in a while" she smiled giggling.
"You're not making it easy, "I said playing along.
"I'm about to make it harder" she grinned with that playful glint shining in her eyes. She lifted her top, slowly and seductively revealing her perfect breasts. Her nipples were hard and when she squeezed right one with her free hand playfully I almost let go of the wheel. She bent over and licked her right nipple rolling it around and making it harder. Then she bent down to me and began caressing my harddon over my jeans with her cheeks .
I could feel Meena‘s goal, my dick, which was aching to be a fee, was pressing against her cheek. She slowly unzipped my jeans and my cock sprang upward, seeking her.
Thankfully at this time of the day, there were not many cars on the highway. I began to drive still slower on the outside lane of the highway.
"Honey, I am driving" I began.
"Don't worry, I do all the work" Meena giggled.
My rock hard tensed as I felt her warm fingers probed around the head. She pulled away and slipped a hand up her skirt. I looked up at her amazing eyes staring straight back.
She panted and moaned a little, then pulled her hand up. It was soaked with her pussy juice and she then began to jerk me off using her own Juice. The feeling was amazing for me.
She grasped firmly, squeezing and then letting go, squeezing and letting go. Her fingers ran down the length of my cock and stopped at my balls squeezing them hard.
I was sweating now and having trouble switching my gaze between the road and my wife's hand. Precum was oozing from my cock and Meena took some in her finger and ran it along her rosy lips before sucking it all off seductively.
Finally, she bent down, flicking the head of my cock with her tongue. I noticed I was holding her hair with my right hand. After she had thoroughly bathed my dick with her tongue, she took the tip of my hardness into her mouth. She sucked lightly, and then tried to take it deeper. Her hand was squeezing my balls.
Meena continued to go deeper and sucked all the way down until my cock hit the back of her throat. She held for a few seconds then drew away, strings of saliva connecting my prick and her tongue.
I knew I couldn't last as she sucked and licked and deep throated my throbbing cock. She began squeezing the hilt of my dick with one hand, fondling my balls with the other and licking the head of my dick. I could feel the pressure building in my balls.
She sensed it too and began deepthroating my cock again. I came for what felt like hours and Meena just kept swallowing and swallowing. She pulled off and licked and swallowed what was left cleaning my cum covered dick thoroughly. I was in heaven.
To be continued....
We had planned to leave Saturday and visit Ali in his hometown.
Meena called Saleh previously and told him he can stay at our house for the next time. He was really glad to hear that. On Friday he came with his Friends, Major and Rashid, and brought all his daily life stuff with him.
Afternoon as they were finished with his resettlement, Meena invited all three of them for a coffee.
We spoke about this and that. We were informed that both of them were collegemates of Saleh and Mansour. It meant they both were about the same age and should be in the early sixties. But Major, who we had seen him recently, looked some years younger and you could notice, he is a very cultivated and intelligent person. He was quite tall, about 185 cm, with grayish hair. In general, he was fitted with a sporty body for his age. Rashid, the other one was a Long-distance driver, as he informed us, he was all time on the road and sometimes in the city and visited his friends. He was big and muscular and had a little darker skin than usual in our area. Rashid looked kind and cheerful. He was bald and had a fat belly. He was tall, about 180 cm, I estimated that he must weigh at least 100 kg. He was married since twenty five years, and his Family, his wife and two sons lived in the city where the all four frineds came from. Major told us that he was married for nearly thirty years. His wife was a well-known painter in the country. Meena knew her name and her works, but she was for some years very ill and in the last months the symptoms of her illness were more serious. She currently sits in a raw chair, Major claimed sadly.
I wanted to change the subject and asked him if he is an army officer.
Major laughed and replied: “I was never an army officer, in the 1970s, I was a wild young man, plus follower of hippies. My clothes were almost always the old military dresses of my uncle which I liked simply because they were easy to clean or not! That's how I got the name Major."
Meena curiously asked, "And what is your real name?" “. “ I do not remember anymore,“: He laughed and winked "Just kidding, but only the persons who are very close to me know my real name and I want it to stay that way. I prefer to stay Major for all others.“
“aye, aye, sir!“. Meena laughed and made a military salute.
“You are going to be informed soon if you behave, soldier,” He laughed.
Meena giggled and replied, "Thank you, sir.” My wife was clearly attracted to Saleh's best Friend.
After a few minutes, Major took off, he had to go home and prepare dinner for his wife.
Their only daughter was married and, in another country, as Saleh told us later. Rashid was in some minutes leaving too and they both parted to Saleh’s room.
At dinner, Meena and I discussed life's challenges when you have such a severely ill person as your spouse or partner. She was as usual involved and sorry about the family. About Rashid we talked not much. He is a simple man and has a normal life, we thought and didn’t attract me or Menna especially.
***
The next day after breakfast we prepared for the trip.
While driving we chatted as usual about current themes from families, friends, and job. After about half an hour and some minute break, she referred to Major and his wife and said: “Last night before I slept, I had thought about their life and difficulties which they have,” and asked: “Do you like to visit them when we are back? I like to know his wife better; she is a good known and well-talented painter”.
I giggled and said: “You can go ahead and admit that you like to know both of them better.”
Meena slapped with the back of her hand on my thigh and gnashing the teeth, said: “You are so bad, Nadir.”.
I looked at her briefly and spoke: “You find him nice, don’t you?”
Meena was looking straight ahead for a short moment, then turned her face to me and said: “Yes, he is an interesting person,”
“You mean just as a person or as a male too?” I tried to get her to talk in my favourite direction.
“What do you like to hear, Nadir?” She insisted, and if she is irritated from my question added: “You want me to be bad, Nadir! And the worse, the better! You love to see me as a hot slut! Am I wrong?”
“No, no, wait a little,“ Then I went on, “I want you to be yourself! You are not a slut, but you are hot! And you are a normal female with normal feelings, then you love sex! Sex is a normal physical act of life and the human being owes his continued existence to sex! Everbody who knows you, loves you Meena, and everybody has right to do love you, we have all our rights and needs and that makes you responsible! I need your love and your body and not just in my fantasy, mostly others love and need your body too,“
I continued to philosophize “Now about my fantasy, I clain correctly that there are no limits for fantasy. There are no prohibitions to consider and no bans to take into account. ”
„This’s the best part on it, especially when it turns you on, is that right?” Meena giggled and squeezed my shoulder.
I went on “I trust you hundred percent, I know you love me and you love the sex with me, but it doesn’t mean necessarily that when you are turend on by somebody else or even have sex whith him, you love him too…“ I made a short pause. She was quiet and thinking, I guessed.
“I go back to your first question: I like to know if you find Major attractive and appealing as a Man ” I stated and added: “Not just how he looks, but generally,”. No, I have to clarify more, I thought: “I like simply know if you like him”.
Meena smiled, and said softly: “Yes, I do, is this the answer you hoped and waited for?”.
“You mean he can embody the male person in our or my fantasy?”. I asked carefully.
“Nadir, Nadir… I have foreseen where we are going!” She laughed loudly.
“And...?” I insisted.
“Why not…” Meena said, and looked at me.
"But we spoke previously about someone, whom you don’t like at all…” I said.
“Okay, okay, I remember this, but this was not an absolute precondition… I should be able to choose…”
I knew that essentially Meena much preferred warm, tender romantic loving. Kissing, caressing and cuddling were a turn-on for her, and among those three men, Major was the one who could be such a lover for her.
“Okay. You mean you choose the Major as your male partner with pleasure” I said.
“Just in the fantasy and if you like me to…” Meena emphasized. She claimed to have no fantasies of her own about them, therefore she prefers to act out mine. She was yet reluctant to actively to play and tell about her wishes. While admitting that she could probably turn on if I continue to fantasize and tell about her involving in some intimate acts with someone else. I thought she is perhaps afraid that playing games with me in the submissive role would turn me into a wimp. Yet, she loved me and wanted to please me.
“Okay, we imagine Major tries to pull you toward himself by your waist and you lean back against him behind you,” At this moment Meena’s breathing became heavier. She asked: “And you, where are you, what are you doing?”
I answered: “I am there in two-meter distance from you both. While he is trying to kiss your neck sideways, I'd be stroking myself, watching you."
Meena said quietly while looking at me. "Jesus, Nadir."
"The horny Major is pressing his dick into the cleft of your buttocks and as your head turns from side to side, you shout during your first upcoming orgasmic wave”. Meena breathed heavily and I continued: “I stroke myself and watch you how Major without shame is giving you pleasure with his big hard cock, and at the same time satisfies his needs.”
"God," Meena breathed with trembling voice. "God, Nadir." She was really getting excited, I moved my hand and took her near hand and replaced it on my already stiff dick. I looked over at the flushed face of my wife.
Meena let her hand lie down on my erection while looking just at the street. I reached over with my free hand and brushed away the hair blocking her chest. I couldn't help but think about how lucky I was. Her beautiful, firm and proud breasts practically straining to escape from her tight and light blue top. I savoured the memory of first seeing them and feeling their warmth and firmness. Her breasts alone made men and women alike turn their heads when she walked past. Her beautiful brown eyes fluttered opened noticing me alternatively watching her. "What are you looking at young man?" She said, straightening up.
"My gorgeous wife" I replied grinning.
"Well make sure you take a look at the road once in a while" she smiled giggling.
"You're not making it easy, "I said playing along.
"I'm about to make it harder" she grinned with that playful glint shining in her eyes. She lifted her top, slowly and seductively revealing her perfect breasts. Her nipples were hard and when she squeezed right one with her free hand playfully I almost let go of the wheel. She bent over and licked her right nipple rolling it around and making it harder. Then she bent down to me and began caressing my harddon over my jeans with her cheeks .
I could feel Meena‘s goal, my dick, which was aching to be a fee, was pressing against her cheek. She slowly unzipped my jeans and my cock sprang upward, seeking her.
Thankfully at this time of the day, there were not many cars on the highway. I began to drive still slower on the outside lane of the highway.
"Honey, I am driving" I began.
"Don't worry, I do all the work" Meena giggled.
My rock hard tensed as I felt her warm fingers probed around the head. She pulled away and slipped a hand up her skirt. I looked up at her amazing eyes staring straight back.
She panted and moaned a little, then pulled her hand up. It was soaked with her pussy juice and she then began to jerk me off using her own Juice. The feeling was amazing for me.
She grasped firmly, squeezing and then letting go, squeezing and letting go. Her fingers ran down the length of my cock and stopped at my balls squeezing them hard.
I was sweating now and having trouble switching my gaze between the road and my wife's hand. Precum was oozing from my cock and Meena took some in her finger and ran it along her rosy lips before sucking it all off seductively.
Finally, she bent down, flicking the head of my cock with her tongue. I noticed I was holding her hair with my right hand. After she had thoroughly bathed my dick with her tongue, she took the tip of my hardness into her mouth. She sucked lightly, and then tried to take it deeper. Her hand was squeezing my balls.
Meena continued to go deeper and sucked all the way down until my cock hit the back of her throat. She held for a few seconds then drew away, strings of saliva connecting my prick and her tongue.
I knew I couldn't last as she sucked and licked and deep throated my throbbing cock. She began squeezing the hilt of my dick with one hand, fondling my balls with the other and licking the head of my dick. I could feel the pressure building in my balls.
She sensed it too and began deepthroating my cock again. I came for what felt like hours and Meena just kept swallowing and swallowing. She pulled off and licked and swallowed what was left cleaning my cum covered dick thoroughly. I was in heaven.
To be continued....
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